You’d be tickled to see the ease in which family men whore their nearest & dearest when the tables are bare- it’s back to god given commodities at...such times, believe you me. I went several days without in preparation. A man from the ghettos bartered me his daughter. He was weeping like a girl himself during the entire transaction. I tried to walk away, really I did, but he kept grabbing my sleeve whenever I turned, begging me to take her. What else could I do? I didn’t want his family to. I shook my head no, pointed to my wedding ring and then to the dressing room. He shrugged his shoulders and continued on into the store. A few moments later, a female clerk came back and told the girls that they needed to close the dressing room door when changing or they needed to leave the store. They both put their tops back on and said we’re leaving. They gathered me by the arms and decided to head to the food court for lunch. During lunch I again warned them that they need to be. He whispered in the big man’s ear. ‘Bonnie?’ Carl looked at him, already chewing on something. ‘She said she’d be here. She’ll be here.’ Hansen nodded. The grocery bags were on the bench and Mrs. Chan was rifling through his drawers and cupboards to find cutlery and plates. Already she’d assembled plates of cold meats, salads, cakes and pastries. She might have thought the army was coming. She had poor Victor running around looking for things. She looked up for a moment directly at Hansen and. One day years ago walking down the street on the way to drop my gf at the time at home i notice a little hint of lust in her eyes towards me but i say nothing about it. not even even a couple minutes after i notice that look in her eye and knowing what was on her mind she leans in a kisses my sweet spot (which I'm not telling you where it is) by surprise and stop and say you know we cant do it at my place or yours right now so don't start something we cant finish, of course this doesn't stop.